Night In Istanbul
Sixth Indra Female

Our marriage age is not a corn-like age. Seven-year-old Mas Ryan always said and was kind. The total change these few days has taken me by shock.

Why and why. The question that kept coming out of my head. Is there really a side of Mas Ryan that I didn't know about all this time?

I look in the mirror. How could I go to college with a sad heart and a crying face like this? Even to just go down to meet Indra, I can't.

Fortunately Indra is again downstairs. I sat by the bed. I shed tears until I felt I had enough. I looked back in the mirror.

(I have to close my eyes immediately with foundation and powder )

I wear foundation and powder a little thicker in the eyes and nose so as not to look like crying.

(I have to go with Intan so that my mood can be better )

I grabbed the phone and immediately looked for Intan's contact.

( Assalamualaikum. Tan, today leave with yuk. What time are you ready?)

( Wa'alaikumsalam. Ana, I can't go to college today. I have a fever again)

(Syafakillah. Later when I leave I stop by for a while. I brought you some honey)

(Don't bother Na. But thank you, yeah)

Intan didn't come in today. Looks like I can share with Tina freely.

(Bismillah.you must be strong Na.).

(You may be surprised by the attitude of Mas Ryan. But if you cry, everything will not change for the better )

After steadying my heart, I immediately went down. I stopped by the kitchen to get some honey I had stored on the fridge.

Because there is Indra I try to behave as usual. Indra and my husband were busy watching TV while occasionally joking. His attitude towards Indra had not changed at all. Like I felt like Mas Ryan was just playing a drama in front of me.

"Pa, Indra, Mama's leaving now yes," I walked up to Mas Ryan and kissed the back of his hand. Little Indra immediately stuck out her hand asking for my hand to kiss.

"the smart one at home is Mama's hero. Don't make Papa bother," I said as I glanced at my husband. Ryan didn't answer anything.

"assalamualaikum..," I immediately went to the door. Without waiting for Indra and my husband to answer I immediately closed the door.

I immediately stepped up hoping that what happened recently was just a nightmare for me and I woke up soon.

I've been in front of kosan Intan. I say hello as usual. Intan lay limp. When I hold her forehead it is hot. Fortunately, he had breakfast. I immediately made honey mixed with warm water.

"i'm leaving now, Tan. The madam I put here," I put the honey on Intan's room table.

"yes Na. Thanks yeah. Btw, you set out on your own Na? Not your husband? I'm sick again."

"don't Tan. Ryan again nemenin Indra also earlier. You're healing fast."

"assalamualaikum's chat.."

"wa'alaikumsalam Na.."

After saying goodbye I immediately rushed out of Intan's room. I was afraid that my face would change if he asked further. Especially if he is sick.

(When did I add to the burden of his mind?)

I continue my journey to campus. The road is crowded as usual. The vehicle started to noise. But it didn't bother me to keep thinking about the problem this morning.

Is this how a wife feels when she hears her husband say rude? Did Mom ever get yelled at by Dad, too?

Ah, I've forgotten how Dad behaved to me. If I didn't have a picture of Dad, I would have forgotten his dashing face and body.

(Mom, Dad I miss.)

I could only whisper in my heart while holding back my chest that was back in tightness. I held back the tears that were about to come out. Don't let me cry in the street!

I got to the bus stop. No need to wait for a long time for the bus to arrive. I immediately looked for the back seat and was cornered. I don't want to show people my sad face.

Like telepathy, not long after I sat down my phone rang. I immediately searched and pulled out of the bag. Who called me? What is Ryan? I saw the HP screen. Mommy?!

"hello Ma'am, assalamualaikum.."

"wa'alaikumsalam. How are you doing, son?"

"alhamdulillah good ma'am. How are Andi's mother and sister?"

"alhamdulillah son, we're all healthy here. I know you miss the same. What are you doing Ana again?"

"Ana's on the bus ma'am's on her way to campus."

"oh. How are Indra and your husband? Indra's favorite grandson, what can you do?"

" Mad Ryan is also good news, ma'am."

Obviously I can't tell Mom about Mas Ryan's attitude that changed completely lately, right? Because you know our marriage went well.

Had I told you, I would have been worried and could have come here.

"Indra is very smart, ma'am. I was often chatty and chatty. Indra also in the age of six years can count from one to twenty. Slow down can already write even though it is still random and sometimes even illegible. Hihihi," I switched the topic.

"oh, Mom so add kangen want video call with Indra."

"hehehe later if I'm home I take Indra video call Mom yes."

"yes, I'll call you again."

"yes, ma'am."

"you're careful on the road. I'm closing up, assalamualaikum."

"wa'alaikumsalam warahmatullahi."

Calling Mom for a little while can give me a little peace of heart. I can't forget the main problem. But I can already smile a little during the trip to college.

"Ana..," cried Tina as she approached me who had just gotten off the bus.

"so I chatted with Intan, said he was sick huh? So don't go to college?"

"yes Tin. Intan has a fever. This morning I stopped by his boarding house first."

"his body is hot. But luckily he had breakfast and had been drinking warm honey."

"later to go home to college I want to look at him. You want to look again?"

"yes, we'll look at each other with Tin. I was in a hurry to leave so I didn't have a long conversation either."

We started walking from the front of the campus. I'm a little confused as to how he started talking.

"mmm.. Tina's. I want to tell you the same story."

Tina seemed to realize that what I wanted to tell her was important, her eyes immediately looked for a comfortable place to confide.

"well, there. Let's go there, "Tina pointed towards the seat surrounded by shady trees.

While heading towards the place Tina was heading to, I had a look at the clock. Fortunately, there was still an hour before the class started.

"so how's Ana? What do you want to tell?" it's without further ado

"Tin.. This, this is about my husband Tin..."

Tina's sitting position changed instantly. He approached and took more seriously.

"during these few days, Mas Ryan's attitude changed completely Tin. Ryan's cold, cranky, sniffy even from yesterday's been berating me twice Tin..."

"i said be*o and gob**kin just because the AC in the room was broken..."

"and, and Mas Ryan isn't as sorry as Tin was before.."

Tears that I had been holding back from earlier, now powerless began to pour out. Tina swiftly helped wipe with the tissue and calmed me down.

"perhaps... according to some people I'm excessive because new dikatain be*o and gob*k aja already cry like gini..."

"but the thing is, Mas Ryan for seven years of marriage has never been more like Tin. Seven years Tin. That, it's not a minute..."

"Tina, what, is it that I'm sensitive?"

"but, but I really feel there's something strange about Mas Ryan Tin. I, I feel like there's something about Mas Ryan that makes him turn out to be like a Tin gini..," I explained half stammering from refraining from crying harder. Shame when seen by other students.

Tina heard my curses carefully. It's like he's thinking.

"have you tried to have a four-eye talk with your husband Na?"

" already Tin. I've tried to talk to Ryan a few times. Before I even spoke, I saw what Mas Ryan's mood was. If Mas Ryan is badmood again, I'll break my intentions. But if it's in a good mood I ask immediately."

"that's also me asking in a slow tone. But still when I asked about his changed attitude, Mas Ryan became angry and tired Tin. I'm not going to continue with it.."

"sorry Na, if my question is too sensitive. But.. what is it? Hmm.. You guys are good when it comes to husband and wife?" Tina looked carefully asked.

"When Mas Ryan was cranky and indifferent, I continued to serve my husband Tin.. Even three days ago, we just did..."

I still remember my memories at that time. No matter how good I was at serving my husband, Mas Ryan remained indifferent. And after spousal intercourse, she just went to the bathroom and cleaned herself up. He really has changed. Not as warm as before.

"Or is your husband bored because he's home often?"

"Tina, do you believe that I told you that Indra has been left alone at home lately when I was in college?"

"Huh?! Indra left alone at home?"

"Yes, with the door locked and Mas Ryan gone neither in a short time."

Tina was still shocked by my statement. His eyes were still glaring as if he said in disbelief.

"So if you want to say because you are bored at home, Indra should be like that Tin." My next.

"And you know? The reason Mas Ryan went out was completely absurd. Yes, buy snacks, kitchen supplies or something else. We shop every single day."

"And yes finally all the stuff that Mas Ryan bought piled up at home."

I feel a little calm and can control my emotions. The tears stopped coming out. Then I don't know why I'm linking all this to Indra's statement.

"Tin, my son a while ago. Maybe about a week or so when we did a college assignment at boarding school Intan, he caught Mas Ryan on the phone while fondly. And what Mas Ryan called it wasn't me.."

"Yes I remember. It's the first time your husband has never chatted and called you even though you haven't been home yet..."

"I try to think positively. Maybe what Ryan called was his brother."

"But I'm doubting that what he called was his brother.."

"Even if Mas Ryan used to be nice and romantic but he never called his brother with a call of love."

"I know that and I've known him for seven years.." I feel more confident about all this. That this is all related.

"You've been trying to ask your husband about it, and he still won't answer?"

"Yes, Mas Ryan did not answer even look riled up if I asked that. If it's like that, I better give up and shut up, right?"

"How did Na go? Your mother knows?"

"So when I was on the bus, I called Tin. And I didn't tell you anything about this. I'm afraid to make you worry.."

Tina held my hand.

"I know Ana who I've known since High School is like this. You've been holding all this for days, haven't you? While pretending to be cheerful as usual as if nothing happened."

I just smiled at Tina's words.

"Tin, I'm really curious. Who was that guy who called my husband and made Mas Ryan change?" I'm back to the topic.

" I feel like there's something I don't know about Mas Ryan completely..."

"About the guy who called my husband and his change of attitude, I think it's really connected.."

Tina did not have time to answer, the alarm on my phone sounded. I purposely stel the alarm earlier before we chat so as not to forget the time.

"It's time to go to Tin class. Come on.."

"Are you okay, Ana?" Tanya Tina was worried.

"I've felt a lot better. Thank you for beating me up."